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The Happy Man

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #30 (1780) Scripture: Psalm 23 First Line: Happy the man of heavenly birth Lyrics: Happy the man of heavenly birth, Beyond the proudest boast of earth Whom mercy thus sustains: To scenes of living verdure led, Plenty and peace their blessings spread, And not a thought complains. Conducted by his gracious guide Where streams of sweet refreshment glide, And fed with food divine; God is the guardian of his rest, Beneath his smile, serenely blest, He bids his soul recline. Yet, should his feet forgetful stray, His guide restores, and points the way To safety, life, and peace; Still mindful of his glorious name, A faithful God is still the same, His paths are righteousness. Should gloomy shades the path o'erspread, Dark as the mansions of the dead, His heart no terrors wound: His heavenly guardian ever near, Sustains his hope, forbids his fear, And comfort smiles around. The constant bounty of his Lord, With rich provision spreads his board, Amid repining foes: While peace and gladness on his head Their sweetest odours hourly shed, His cup with bliss o'erflows: O happy portion! lot divine! Thus shall indulgent goodness shine On all his future days; For ever near his guardian God Shall mercy fix his blest abode And tune his soul to praise. Languages: English

Faith and hope in divine goodness, encouraged by past experience

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #67 (1780) Scripture: Psalm 23:6 First Line: Lord while my thoughts with wonder trace Lyrics: Lord while my thoughts with wonder trace Thy favours past through all my days; My thankful heart adores thy grace, I trust that goodness which I praise. Still from the same eternal spring Thy various, constant bounties flow; Beneath the shelter of thy wing I view serene the shades of woe. Ev'n death's tremendous vale appears No more in gloomy terrors drest; Thy smile, my God, forbids my fears While on thy gracious hand I rest. Through the dark scenes of mortal care, To humble faith's enraptur'd eye The distant prospect opens fair, Of radiant mansions in the sky. Yes, Lord, in thy divine abode My soul desires, and hopes a place, To dwell for ever near my God, And view unveil'd thy lovely face. With all my powers renew'd, refin'd, To join the blissful choir above; In strains immortal, unconfin'd To celebrate my Saviour's love. Languages: English

Waiting for Morning

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #26 (1780) Scripture: Psalm 30:5 First Line: Long and mournful is the night Lyrics: Long and mournful is the night, Mental night of gloomy fear: Source of comfort, source of light When, O when wilt thou appear! Thy beams alone can bid the gloom depart, And spread celestial morning o'er my heart. Morning of that glorious day Which the blest enjoy above, Where with full unclouded ray Shines thy everlasting love: Where joy triumphant fills the bright abode, O happy world! fair paradise of God! Thither if the heart aspire, Shall it, Lord, aspire in vain? Shall the breathings of desire Rise with unavailing pain? O thou my guide, my solace, and my rest, In this sad desert shall I rove unblest? Sure the Lord of life is near Though a cloud his face conceal: Jesus, when wilt thou appear, When thy cheering beams reveal? When shall thy beams of soul-reviving light Dispel this gloomy cloud this mental night? Not in vain aspires the heart That depends on thee alone; Light and joy thou wilt impart, Radiant dawn of bliss unknown. Here let me wait beneath thy guardian wing Till from thy smile celestial morning spring. Languages: English

Desiring to praise God for the experience of his goodness

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #77 (1780) Scripture: Psalm 36:7 First Line: The loving kindness of the Lord, delightful theme Lyrics: The loving kindness of the Lord, (Delightful theme!) demands my lays: Thou, worthy to be lov'd, ador'd, O teach my heart to sing thy praise! In vain my heart with pleasure tries, My God, to count thy mercies o'er; So numerous and so bright they rise, I gaze, I wonder, I adore! Yet, all the powers I have are thine, For thee, those powers I would employ; And dedicate to love divine, With humble gratitude and joy. The sweet experience of thy grace Which animates my voice to sing; Incites my soul to seek thy face, And trust the shelter of thy wing. Thy guardian wing alone can bless; I find repose and safety there; The kindest refuge of distress A sure relief in every care. O let the wretched sons of woe To thee apply, on thee depend: And bid the drooping mourners know In thee a never-failing friend. Could e'er one soul in deep distress That fled to thee for refuge say, "Indulgent mercy would not bless, and justice frown'd my hopes away?" Ah no, a thousand thousand tongues Thy love and truth, adoring own, And offer their united songs With grateful joy before thy throne. Not e'en those happy minds can trace, With all their powers renew'd, refin'd, The boundless glories of thy grace, O thou omnipotently kind! Ah how shall these poor languid powers With frail mortality opprest, Display the grace my soul adored? How speak the transports of the blest? Dear Lord, accept my heart's desire, Till death shall close these mortal days! Then bid me join the heavenly choir, And sing thy everlasting praise! Languages: English

Happy Poverty, or the Poor in Spirit blessed

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #139 (1780) Scripture: Matthew 5:3 First Line: Ye humble souls complain no more Lyrics: Ye humble souls complain no more, Let faith survey your future store, How happy, how divinely blest, The sacred words of truth attest. When conscious grief laments sincere, And pours the penitential tear; Hope points to your dejected eyes, A bright reversion in the skies. In vain the sons of wealth and pride, Despise your lot, your hopes deride; In vain they boast their little stores, Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours: A kingdom of immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy unite; Where undeclining pleasures rise, And every wish hath full supplies: A kingdom which can ne'er decay, While time sweeps earthly thrones away; The state which power and truth sustain, Unmov'd for ever must remain. There shall your eyes with rapture view, The glorious friend that dy'd for you; That dy'd to ransom, dy'd to raise To crowns of joy, and songs of praise. Jesus, to thee I breathe my prayer, Reveal, confirm my interest there! Whate'er my humble lot below, This, this my soul desires to know! O let me hear that voice divine, Pronounce the glorious blessing mine! Enroll'd among thy happy poor, My largest wishes ask no more. Languages: English

The Pearl of Great Price

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #142 (1780) Scripture: Matthew 13:46 First Line: Ye glittering toys of earth adieu Lyrics: Ye glittering toys of earth adieu, A nobler choice be mine; A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine. Be gone, unworthy of my cares, Ye specious baits of sense; Inestimable worth appears, The pearl of price immense. Jesus, to multitudes unknown, O name divinely sweet! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. Should both the Indies at my call, Their boasted stores resign, With joy I would renounce them all, For leave to call thee mine. Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possess'd; I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever bless'd. Dear sovereign of my soul's desires, Thy love is bliss divine; Accept the wish that love inspires, And bid me call thee mine. Languages: English

The Blind Man's Petition

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #118 (1780) Scripture: Luke 18:38 First Line: Great Saviour, born of David's race Lyrics: Great Saviour, born of David's race, O look, with pity look this way! A helpless wretch implores thy grace, Implores thy mercy's healing ray! Jesus, thou Lord of life divine, To whom the sons of woe complain: Is not unbounded mercy thine? And can I ask, and ask in vain? Did ever supplicating sigh In vain to thee its grief impart? Or mournful object meet thine eye, That did not move thy melting heart? Around thee crowd a plaintive throng, I hear their importuning cries; And now from every thankful tongue I hear the glad Hosannah rise. O look, with pity look on me, Wrapt in the mournful shades of night! My hope depends alone on thee, Speak Lord, thy word shall give me light! 'Tis mercy, mercy I implore! Speak, Lord, thy humble suppliant raise! Then shall my heart thy grace adore; Then shall my tongue resound thy praise. Languages: English

Desiring to love Christ and obey him

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #19 (1780) Scripture: John 14:15 First Line: Jesus, my Lord, in thy dear name unite Lyrics: Jesus my Lord, in thy dear name unite, All that my heart calls great, or good, or sweet; Whate'er inspires with wonder or delight, In thee, thou fairest of ten thousand, meet. Do I not love thee? ah my conscious heart Nor boldly dares affirm, nor can deny; O bid these clouds of gloomy fear depart, With one bright ray from thy propitious eye! Do I not love thee? can I then allow, Within my breast pretenders to thy throne? O take my homage, at thy feet I bow! No other Lord my heart desires to own. Take, take my passions in thy sovereign hand, Refine and mould them with almighty skill; Then shall I love the voice of thy command, And all my powers rejoice to do thy will. Thy love inspires the active sons of light, With swift-wing'd zeal, they wait upon thy word; O let that love, in these abodes of night, Bid my heart glow to serve my dearest Lord! Come love divine, my languid wishes raise! With heavenly zeal this faint cold heart inflame, To join with angels in my Saviour's praise, Like them, obey his will, adore his name! But can the mind, with heavy clay opprest, To emulate seraphic ardour rise? While sin pollutes her joys, forbids her rest, How can she join the worship of the skies? Yet he commands to love and to obey, Whose hand sustains those happy spirits there In him, my soul, who is thy guide, thy stay, In him confide, to him commit thy care. Jesus my Lord, O give me strength divine! Then shall my powers in glad obedience move; Receive the heart that wishes to be thine, And teach, O teach me to obey and love! Languages: English

The Happiness of the Children of God

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #58 (1780) Scripture: 2 Corinthians 6:18 First Line: Extensive promise! O what hopes divine Lyrics: Extensive promise! O what hopes divine, What rich delight, the gracious words impart! My father! when my faith can call thee mine, A ray of heaven illuminates my heart. Lord, if thy word confirm my heavenly birth, And bid me say "my father," then I live; Not all the tenderest, dearest names on earth, Can half the pleasure, half the transport give. The Lord Almighty deigns (amazing thought!) To call us children, (once the heirs of woe,) Sweet words of consolation, richly fraught With all the blessings mercy can bestow. His eye, attentive marks his childrens way, He guides them safe though dangers lurk unseen: Though sorrow's gloomy clouds o'ershade the day, Secure, on his Almighty arm they lean. His ear, indulgent to their feeble prayer, Receives each rising wish, each plaintive sigh; His kind, compassionate, paternal care Knows all their wants, and will those wants supply. When foes unnumber'd rise, and fear alarms, His constant love immediate succour lends, Encircled in their father's guardian arms, Foes rise in vain, omnipotence defends. All needful, present good, his hand provides, But what their future portion? Angels tell, (For mortal language fails,) where he resides, What blooming joys, what boundless raptures dwell. But not the natives of that glorious place, Not all the bliss resounding songs above, Can e'er display the riches of his grace; Or count the endless wonders of his love. O could those distant seats of joy impart A moment of their bliss! how would it raise, How would it animate this languid heart, In these dark regions, to begin his praise! Yet from his word, a bright enlivening ray Shines on my heart, while all my powers adore; Jesus, whose wonderous love mark'd out the way, Jesus, the heavenly friend, is gone before. Fair mansions in his father's blest abode That heavenly friend prepares, and joys unknown By him presented to their Father God, His children bow before the eternal throne. In his prevailing, his accepted name, Father, my soul adores beneath thy feet; Let his full merits plead my humble claim, And raise my hope to joy divinely sweet. Languages: English

Filial Submission

Hymnal: MPVP1780 #132 (1780) Scripture: Hebrews 12:7 First Line: And can my heart aspire so high Lyrics: And can my heart aspire so high, To say, "my Father God!" Lord at thy feet I fain would lie, And learn to kiss the rod. I would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise; Let every anxious thought be still, Nor one faint murmur rise. Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, And bid me wait serene; Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. My father—O permit my heart, To plead her humble claim, And ask the liss those words impart In my Redeemer's name. Languages: English

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